About Me.

I draw, I've always liked to draw;
I've learned to shoot trough hoops with a ball.
And, this year, I am twenty-five,
So I've already spent half of my time.
For half of that, I've had problems with my spine,
But I've always said that I am fine.

But I guess that that,
It's not quite good enough.

I've been cheated and I've cheated on,
I've fucked up most things already before.
I've been thrown out of a door
And told not to ever return,
But I've done the same to somebody else.
I guess it all sort of makes sense.

But I guess that that,
It's not quite good enough.

Life threw a few rough spots my way,
I guess I've had a few breakdowns, but still I''d say...
I'm fine. It's what life does, I've heard.
You're fine, stop crying like a little girl,
You have no need for me to return.
We've tried, and that's better than most of them.

But I guess that that,
It's not quite good enough.